Lighters Up

I come from Bed-Stuy, where **** either do or they gon' die

Gotta keep the ratchet close by

Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it

Just another funeral service

**** will get at you, come through shinin', they yap you

In broad daylight, kidnap you

Feds get clap too, police stay on us like tattoos

**** only grind 'cause we have to

Money is power, sling crack, weed, and powder

Fiends come through every hour

It's all about that dollar, and we no deal with cowards

Weak lamb get devoured

By the lion in the concrete jungle, the strong stand and rumble

The weak fold and crumble, it's the land of trouble

Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers

B.I.G. comes first, then the queen comes after

Now put your lighters up (Bed-Stuy)

Put your lighters up (New York)

Put your lighters up (DC)

Keep putting your lighters up (Philadelphia)

Put your lighters up (Detroit)

Put your lighters up (Chi-Town)

Keep putting them lighters up

No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Now let me give you a walk through, show you what to do and you don't do

Where it's not safe to go to

Them boys approach you, better say quick who you close to

Don't come through if **** don't know you

'Cause people is talking, the streets is watching

The D's is lurking, stash the nine in the garbage

The life of a hustler, the life of a gambler

Dice game kill more **** than cancer

You know who you fuck with, Brooklyn don't run, we run shit

Roll up and just bumrush shit

We don't play that, out in BK, not at all

Gore a pound, leave your face on the wall

R.I.P. in memory of

Never show thy enemies love

We get it on where we live

Better have a pass when you cross that bridge, welcome to Brooklyn

Put your lighters up (LA)

Put your lighters up (VA)

Put your lighters up (Texas)

Keep putting your lighters up (New Orleans)

Put your lighters up (St. Louis)

Put your lighters up (ATL)

Keep putting them lighters up

No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Damn homie, I'm so tore

And I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no more

And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no more

But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more

We in the club like

Damn homie, I'm so tore

Lighting the dutch like

And I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no more

Passing the bub like

And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no more

Back at the bar like

But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more

See, B.I.G. done told you I'm the hottest bitch on the planet

Biggest sex symbol since Janet

The Zanotti bandit, laying in the cut like a bandage

Come through Fulton St. in the vanquish

Doing them damage, and if you don't understand it

Then let me give it to you in Spanish

Soy la señorita más linda del barrio

Sí, lo ves, hago afuera despacio

Still over in Brazil sipping Moscato, you must've forgot though

So I'ma take you back to the block, yo

Put you on to how we rock, yo

Some are boosting, 12-year-olds prostituting

Hit-men hired for execution, there's no solution

**** still piss in the hallways, fiends get high on 'em all day

The yute dem bang at the cops off the roof

If you don't know my town is the truth, welcome to Brooklyn

Now put your lighters up (New Jersey)

Put your lighters up (Boston)

Put your lighters up (B-More)

Keep putting your lighters up (Miami)

Put your lighters up (Puerto Rico)

Put your lighters up (Kingston, Jamaica)

Keep putting them lighters up

No matter where you from, put your lighters up

Damn homie, I'm so tore

And I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no more

And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no more

But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more

We in the club like

Damn homie, I'm so tore

Lighting the dutch like

And I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no more

Passing the bub like

And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no more

Back at the bar like

But fuck it, bartender, you can give me one more

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